"I am honored that you hold the words of a humble Jedi in such high regards," he says seriously - and he means it, although there's also an undercurrent of affectionate teasing in his voice. His hand skims down her wrist and arm, before stopping at the bend of her elbow, fingers lightly caressing the crease and up her forearm. "My queen," he intones, using the private nickname he gave her shortly after they started this affair, over two years ago.
It's dangerous, what they're doing; it could irrevocably harm Padmé's political career, and get Obi-Wan expelled from the Order if their feelings for each other are learned. He understands the reasoning, because a Jedi isn't supposed to put any one person above the others, should have a clear head in both battle and politics...
But he can't help himself. Doesn't want to help himself, especially when they're together like this, sharing a quiet, intimate moment. He's in love with her, and it makes his days brighter, even when they're apart, just knowing that she's out there.
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It's dangerous, what they're doing; it could irrevocably harm Padmé's political career, and get Obi-Wan expelled from the Order if their feelings for each other are learned. He understands the reasoning, because a Jedi isn't supposed to put any one person above the others, should have a clear head in both battle and politics...
But he can't help himself. Doesn't want to help himself, especially when they're together like this, sharing a quiet, intimate moment. He's in love with her, and it makes his days brighter, even when they're apart, just knowing that she's out there.